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!!iHDhHidYFJx 03/16/10(Tue)20:05 No.8621740The images on the screens begin to scroll faster, the geometric patterns of the ancient language becoming increasingly intricate, silhouetting the feminine features of the inert construct's visage. The digital countenance takes on an expression of consternation, as if uncertain of its whereabouts.
Within the confines of the inanimate body, your perceptions are muted, muffled as if through a thick layer of gauze. It's not a familiar sensation, nor a pleasant one, forcing you to troubleshoot all active and passive systems. A muddle of corrupted data indicates some damage to your short-term mnemonic systems and diagnostic warnings inform you of an unexpected interruption of your hibernation cycle. Why were you in hibernation? The explanation seems to be contained in the bad memory sectors. Lacking clarity, you go back farther.
You are Xeno, Inheritor to the Lady of the Infinite Abyss, Mistress of the Undying Swarm and Reaper of the Earth. You are eternal, but right now you are exceptionally confused. Your surroundings seem to be of tau manufacture, but you can't recall coming to be there. As the diagnostic cycle concludes, strength returns to your limbs and you rise from your deathly slumber, revivified. Silent alarms begin to chime as you tear free of the many cables interfaced with your body.
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